Sodom & Gomorrah on my mind...

A few years ago I had the opportunity to supervise student from the AUCC's Journalists for Human Rights photograph/document the community of Old Fadama for a magazine they were producing. I used the opportunity to do some photography myself. Find the link to some of the pictures I took that day.
(http://www.everyoungjba.org/everyoungjba/index.gallery.php?gid=56)
 My feelings of that day are neither here nor there. The evictions over the weekend has coming for a long time and my overwhelming feeling was that it was going be very difficult to evict the people since the community has been allowed to grow into an uncontrollable size. The mini economy is almost a microcosm of the outside world beyond their walls minus the filth. The dregs of society as one might think of them are easily attracted to each other in a quagmire of filth, squalor and chaos. Perhaps the recent floods have given city authorities the needed power unhindered by political criticism to finally take the hard decisions that will benefit the majority in the city rather than a minority living at the bottom end of societies margins.
Well, so far I have not heard anyone complain from both political divides. I hope the threats of not voting will not deter the City Authorities from doing what they are supposed to do. To clean up our city the way we feel entitled will require some very hard decisions some of which are clearing the city of illegal structures for city to grow in it's own dynamic time.
The people I met there that day were ordinary people going about their business trying to eke out a living to support themselves, their spouses, families, children who are either in Accra or from some far flung parts of the country.
They also had aspirations like all of us, wanted the best for themselves, their families and children. To describe as pawns in a bigger game will be to not understand the issues at play here. As it is, they have out stayed the use and welcome becoming their own worst enemy by how they have treated the land on which their livilihoods vis a vis security depends on.

Children's ward somewhere

The 3 young medical students moved in to surround the rather large oversized cot of crying child in obvious discomfort . They mulled around the child whose demeanour was so full of anguish, despair and discomfort listened to them test their little found knowledge from short lived paediatrics training resulting in opinions or solutions which were neither here nor there.
Each taking turns with the stethoscopes to diagnose doom or gloom or satisfy their curiosities in understanding what gibberish was on the patient’s medical charts. Still mulling, it soon dawned on me they had no idea about what they were looking for , or any clues about the solutions to end the despair of a suffering child.
Not even a pat on the back or an attempt to engage the child in a humane manner which could alleviate this Lab rat feeling (surrounded by 3 men in white coats wielding shining instrument dangling from their necks).
Nooooo… that’s not what we do around her!  We are Doctors! Ehem;  ehem, sorry Ooooh. Medical students soon to be fully fledged Doctors only deal with people on a professional level not on a social. We would otherwise be called social workers. Isn’t social work part of what we do as medical doctors?  I thought out loud. Erm , Mmmmm, yes it is but not on the single spine; you would need a neurologist that. A ‘Neuro’ who I asked? What’s the link between single spine and Neurology?
Welllllll, it has something to do with the spine isn’t it?... to be continued

~Gbemei Ani dzin holo gbemei a kotokui amlin.~ (PEOPLE’S HANDS ARE IN PEOPLE'S POCKETS)

When you have someone in your pocket, does it mean you own them hook, line and sinker? Well, according to the English FA's tweet after the Tottenham Vrs Man Utd FA Cup semi final, Utd Defender Chris Smalling had Tottenham's Harry Kane in his pocket all day. This tweet, meant to be a joke did not break the 'laughometer" gauge in North London and suggested a certain bias from the hallowed halls of English football.
This term has brought much displeasure, pain and shame to the president and vice president of Ghana whose going rate for facilitating crony goodwill is allegedly $5m and $3m respectively. Kofi Nyantakyi's feline nine lives are really not up yet because he does not live in a dear friends house where cat meat is fair game when the hunters are always out to feast on pussy(sic) (Hunters know themselves). We only hope to live to see how this new Nyantakyi situation pans out because the last sting of 4 years ago (https://www.telegraph.co.uk/sport/football/world-cup/10919782/Football-match-fixing-Secret-footage-shows-Ghana-football-chief-agreeing-to-take-part-in-rigged-match.html) was ridden out with graceful aplomb, but that was before master Sebb Blatter' FIFA empire came crumbling down. We live to see how he rides this big Tsunami this time. My soda and popcorn is ready for what looks like a blockbuster movie of the moment until the next scandal rocks a party whose nine lives might still see them crawling over the line for a second term in office. But at this rate, one and a half years since taking over even the vanquished adversary is still going around wetting his lips gleefully and getting his fitness up by walking up and down the country with his band of sycophant foot soldiers/supporters who live in his pocket. At least, he will get some fitness in the process and shedding off some of the weight put on by their avaricious time at the then Flagstaff house. Who needs 3d glasses when one literally lives in this ongoing comedy called 'Ghanacracy, A road walked on pocketfulls of Dollars'.
We only live to see what comes of this second sting by Anas partnered by the BBC on "8 lives Nayantakyi' the Killmonger/Killer/ protagonist in the current ongoing movie since this time I suspect it's coming from a completely different place fuelled by the ongoing FIFA fallout as we prepare for another football fiesta we are not invited to this time.

At least we shall not be disgracing ourselves flying cash to Russia this time even though the Vice President’s alleged fee might just cover it. Interesting times we live in indeed because the breaking news is that Killmonger has gone and filed a court injunction on the broadcasting of the incriminating film for fear of compromising the investigation of his 'pocketful of Dollars saga’.

Well, my popcorn is getting cold, the ice has melted rendering my Sobolo watery. As I contemplate going for a refill hoping the movie will reach it's anticipated crescendo or go home and wait for the next mind blowing blockbuster of a blow job that will never reach it's peak, the thought of turning this write up into a blockbuster movie springs to mind and I'm offering it for a tidy sum. My only request is that I choose the sound track that should include Antonio Carlos Jobim’s classic ‘Agua de Beber’ ( https://youtu.be/qZx-Z3_n4t8) in the opening sequence, loads of video vixens wearing batty riders shaking their money makers and the usual clichéd imagery of our times. Hahahahahaha Hahahahahaha

To be continued...

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